Chapter 17 — That Day of Reconciliation, the God of War Former Husband Resolved Not to Let Go

A cold stream of coldness instantly rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. Before my eyes, there appeared the arrogant face of Hooc Quyet, his heroic appearance on the battlefield, and the last complex and desperate look in his eyes when he looked at me... "Xuan Dao! Bring the silver! Bring all the silver available!" I suddenly came back to my senses, my voice was a bit too rushed and faded a bit. "Quick!" I didn't have time to think too much anymore, and I didn't have the mind to worry about love, resentment or hatred. That's a human life! It's Hoac Quyet's life! I can't stand by and watch him be abandoned like that! Even though he once hurt me deep to the bone! "Miss! You..." Xuan Dao was frantic. “Hurry!” I shouted harshly. Xuan Dao was stunned by my unprecedented severity. He did not dare to advise any further. He immediately turned around and ran into the room, carrying out a box containing our checks and scraps of money. I snatched the box and stuffed it into Mother Ly's hand: "Mom, immediately go to Hoi Xuan Duong, invite the best doctor! Use the fastest speed to go to Hoac Palace! If the money is not enough, just write it down first, then I will make up for it!" “Okay! Okay!” Ly mama hugged the heavy trunk tightly as if holding a life-saving talisman, staggering into the wind and snow. “Xuan Dao, let's go!” I dragged Xuan Dao along, also rushing straight into the windy and snowy sky, running madly towards the general's palace - the place that once broke my heart, but now it stretched my entire mind. The wind and snow were so strong that it hurt my face. When Xuan Dao and I walked high and low as we ran to the general's palace, from far away we heard the chaotic sounds of crying and cursing coming from inside. The large, red-painted door, once majestic and majestic in the past, is wide open, the door frame tilted askew. In the courtyard, a piece of chaos was destroyed. Broken flower pots were all over the ground, tables and chairs were tilted everywhere, even the lantern hanging in the hallway had been pulled down. Several big men wearing short shirts and fierce faces were cursing and carrying things out from the main hall - a blue enamel vase, a small purple wooden table. There were three or four other aggressive men standing around in the middle of the yard. Hoc Quyet was forcefully pressed down to his knees on the cold, dirty snow! His hair was messy, his face was full of bruises and blood stains, the corners of his lips were bleeding, his ink-colored robe was torn in many places, covered in mud and snow. He struggled desperately, like a fierce beast that had been forced into a desperate situation and went completely crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his throat emitted the hoarse roar of a trapped beast. However, his hands were twisted behind his back by two big men, making him completely unable to move. A fat man wearing a brocade long robe, his face full of stubborn meat, looking like a leader, was holding a shiny sword in his hand. He grinned and patted Hoc Quyet's face with the back of his knife: "General Huo? Phi! Now he's just a dog with no more power!" "If you owe money, pay it off, heaven and earth will be a miracle!" “Can't pay?” "Then follow the rules! Brothers, hold on to his right arm for me!" "Today, I really want to see what the 'god of war' hand that is used to holding is the spear and sword, what it will feel like after it is cut down!" "Yes! Master Biao!" The big man holding Hoc Quyet's right arm smiled fiercely in response, using even more force to straighten his arm, pressing it firmly against the cold ground. That sword that flashed with cold light was raised high! Hoac Quyet's eyes seemed to be about to burst, he screamed hoarsely in despair, but his strength to struggle became weaker and weaker. Several old servants of the surrounding Huo palace were so scared that they fell weakly to the ground, trembling and crying, begging: "Please spare my life!" “I beg you to spare the general!” I see the blade is about to strike! “STOP!!!” I used all the strength in my body, letting out a shrill scream that almost broke my voice! That sound, in the middle of a chaotic courtyard, strangely suppressed all the surrounding noise! Everyone was stunned by this sudden scream. Name of post office d

He raised his hand and paused, frowning and looking towards the gate. Taking advantage of that short pause, I pulled Xuan Dao along, as if going crazy and rushed straight into the yard, ignoring everyone, rushing in front of Hoac Quyet, spreading my arms out, tightly shielding him! The cold snow water instantly soaked my entire dress.